William Fitzsimmons - From You Lyrics

How long should I hold out the hope that I'm still in your heart?
When should I concede that the best of my years were apart from you?

I turn half an ocean to see how it feels in your arms
I lead into every reflection I put for the part from you

And I will look for you, til they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you

Weren't you looking nice the young boy that you count for dead
I wonder how much you regret that they got me away from you

And I will look for you, until they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you, until my throat cannot make a sound
And I will look for you, til they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you